Roger Hadden Biography

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In my garden three ways meet,
Thrice the spot is blessed;
Hermit thrush comes there to build
Carrier doves to rest.
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I strolled across
An open field;
The sun was out;
Heat was happy.
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She is beautiful and good,
But of amiable mood,
No dreary repeater now and again,
She will be all things to all men.
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The sun set, but not his hope:
Stars rose; his faith was earlier up:
Fixed on the enormous galaxy,
Deeper and older seemed his eye;
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